The Police
Chapter 22's

With a steady step into a tall building ICPO-Interpol headquarters in London.

Passed through some of his juniors who paid their respects.

"Good morning Mr. Jhos."

A woman from her team members came over.

"There's movement, huh,?"

Jhose squinted her eyes.

Stepping wide into the meeting room followed by the woman who brought some files.

"Good morning sir"

The team of Jhose members stood up then bowed in honor of Jhose's arrival.

"Continue."

Jhose's command without being stale. Sitting in a chair turning her body looking at the screen from the projector.

"According to the deployed Intel, large quantities of Heroin are produced in one of the African continents."

Said while pressing the remote button showing the big screen in front of him.

"Africa."

Jhose touched her spirit while staring at the reflection screen of the projector thinking hard.

"Is there a connection to Mike Halten?."

Jhose frowns.

"The organization is under the auspices of Mike Halten."

Oh myGod.

Jen. Like his name, I must bury it in.

"What's Mr Jhos?."..

"Nothing, continue."

Said while reaching for the remote me zoom image of the map that is on the big screen in front of him.

"If you want to get strong evidence, you have to deploy one professional agent to get in there."

The woman explained.

"Professional agent yes."

Jhose touched his spirit while thinking for a moment.

"Having martial skills and ..."

The woman hung up her sentence.

"And ready to die at any time."

Jhose's team looked at each other. Silence, no conversation in the meeting room. They seem to think hard Jhose will give orders to whom.

"I'll be there."

Jhose.

"But Mr?!."

One of the members seemed to object.

"And every 24 hours I'll give you a singhnal that indicates I'm fine. But if in 48 hours there's no word from me. send help, because maybe I've fallen."

Said with a serious face.

Glug

The members of Jhose swallowed Silva.

That's how it should be. I've been ready to die any time, ever since I entered this international police organization. No, not even since I was in the academy.

Mumbled in his heart while taking a long breath.

The members look at each other. Screaming when hearing de.sa..Han breath Jhose.

It was Mr. Jhos who was always ready no matter what.

Sometimes he prefers to get hurt to protect his members.

Jhose out of the meeting room. Stepping wide through the dimly lit passageway towards the underground area that only a certain person could enter.

Yes, an underground prisoner is devoted to death row drug cases. The head of an international fugitive Mafia organization.

"Open?!."

Jhose gave the order.

"Ready sir."

Bugh,!! Bugh!! Bugh!!

The pierced lacing hit the face and stomach of the man wearing the prisoner's uniform.

"Talk or not, you're still going to die!."

Lirih Jhose while gripping the man's neck while squeezing it into the wall and lifting him up.

The man's face was pale. His neck is choked, this isn't the first time he's gotten his. Sik..saan demi sik.saan has his body obtained from the investigation team.

His face had been bruised, his lips were broken and toenails were released due to the impact of the feet of the table which was sat by the investigation team.

The burly body full of tattoos was no longer able to show its fangs.

Right, I'll still die. Open my mouth or not, I'll still die.

Said stammeredly as his neck was suffocating.

"I'll guarantee the safety of your family and your 5-year-old daughter."

"What?!."

Damn, even he found out about my family.

"She's very sweet, and loves ice cream."

The man's tears were dripping.

I'm a wedge, but when it comes to my daughter, I want to be a good father.

Jhose released her grip.

Until the man sat down. His body trembled in tears, regretting his actions even though regret was useless.

The man told him what he knew without being missed. Until the traitorous traitor in the Mafia organization that Mike Halten leads.

***

"You've only been home one week, you're leaving again?."

Screeched Glory, The mother when she saw her son pulling a travel bag Down the stairs.

"I have to do Ma'am's duty."

Jhose walked towards her Mother who got up from her seat holding her beloved cat.

"Not usually you mind me leaving."

"You're my son, of course, sometimes you're worried about getting out of the house."

"Who is Jhos."

Elis suddenly chimed out of the kitchen still carrying a spoon of rice, like he was cooking.

"What are you saying Elis, I haven't dated this week."

"It's common to know how many women come to pick you up when you're home."

Jhose's mother commented while rubbing her beloved cat.

Jhose did not answer. He hugged and kissed his mother.

"Maybe I won't be back long. I'm gonna miss you guys."

"Jhos why are you saying that? You're not as usual."

Unhugging her.

"Sugary, you're a little more mature. Is there a woman who makes you more serious?."

Jhose just shrugged his shoulders.

"May God always protect you."

Said Elis approaching to embrace her, and always so when Jhose was about to leave.

"Bye bye.."

Glory and Elis waved at the car that was starting to move away there. Cars continue to drive towards the airport in the city.

The iron fleet flies Jhose with class business facilities. Sitting crossed legs in the plane while leaning his head on his back, until the plane reaches the Syrian State.

Get off the plane, open the sunglasses, step wide through the exit.

Welcomed Kenzo who bowed a little there.

"Welcome back Mr. Jhos."

"You're serious about what you're going to do?."

Grabbing a travel bag owned by Jhose put it in the trunk.

Go back to her place then. Which turns out Jhose has been sitting next to the wheel.

"I'm always serious about work."

The car sped away under the hot sun and the hot desert.

Dust flew into the car that continued to go at high speed.

"There's been progress as long as I'm gone?."

"Mike Halten has returned from El Salvador, as Miss Jen used to spend her time volunteering at the hospital. Sometimes visiting orphanages or Kem Kem the refugees. Share food and bring their children to school."

Kenzo reported on his work.

"I didn't ask about the woman."

Flat speech out of his lips. But Jhose looks relieved from the way she takes a breath.

"Miss Jen like her lives very well."

Kenzo started fishing while glancing at the man beside her.up up

Jhose was silent.

"Miss Jen is nice and very pretty. I'm lucky to get close to her."

"Shut your mouth!."

"Hahaha Why is Mr Jhose? You like it."

Pekik Kenzo while continuing to dart his car.

"Shut your mouth, please,! stop babbling."

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